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Where's My Umbrella

Where's my Umbrella 

Poor Raincoat is torn and old

It's Pouring cats and dogs out there  

Will get Soaked down to the bone

Skipping and splashing in puddles  

Holding Newspapers over my head

If I don't get my Umbrella  

It'll be Sneezing and Coughing in bed

Copyright © Arturo Michael | Year Posted 2017

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Ricky Muse Date: 2/4/2018 12:03:00 AM Sometimes all that is necessary for a poem to do is "be". It's like a planet. Who, what, when, where is really not necessary. Like this poem. Thanks for sharing....................peace! Login to Reply

Kevin Shaw Date: 8/23/2017 1:58:00 AM Now that's my sort of poem, short, funny and punchy. A british summer poem, regards, Kevin Login to Reply Arturo Michael Date: 8/23/2017 5:45:00 AM Good morning Kevin...Yes, indeed it is...Thanks for passing by...Have a Sunny day...

Victoria Stasiv Date: 8/19/2017 2:33:00 PM Nice poem! Login to Reply Arturo Michael Date: 8/19/2017 2:54:00 PM Good evening Victoria...Thanks for passing by...Glad you liked it...

Jan Allison Date: 8/14/2017 3:44:00 PM I don't mind a light shower but not those cats and dogs storms and it is so windy here we can't use umbrellas when it rains:-) hugs jan xx Login to Reply Arturo Michael Date: 8/14/2017 3:54:00 PM I don't know how it is where you live...I only know London and Birmingham...Winds can be strong there, but mostly light rain...Have a lovely evening...

Sara Kendrick Date: 8/13/2017 7:00:00 PM Cute one...I enjoyed reading your work today..Thanks for the visit to my page..I hope that it doesn't rain on your parade..Sara Login to Reply Arturo Michael Date: 8/13/2017 7:14:00 PM You make me smile...There's so much to learn and not enough time here on earth. It was pleasant feeling and hearing your words...Good evening, Sara.